Sore Subject

Bringing down the rain from up above

And shine a bright light on a sore subject

The colors they are bending

They're bending over backwards to grant us wishes

Almost

But they don't quite reach

Almost

It's not quite what we expected



It's fading too fast

It's fading too fast

It's fading too fast

It's fading too fast



I suppose it should all be documented and dated

The facts aren't straight and the feelings are hellbent

Alcohol's a truth serum and the truth is i fucked up



The truth is

It's fading too fast

The truth is

It's fading too fast



It's not quite what we expected

It's fading too fast

It's fading too fast



But we cannot blame it on the alcohol

The truth is everything i do irritates you

I only need one eye to see the other one confuses me


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